Gregory Maguire’s Wicked (2005) was everything I was not expecting, and the experience was both good and bad – or should I say wicked…Maguire’s novel follows Elphaba, from early childhood, gnawing at anything she can wrap her mouth on, to her coining herself, “The Wicked Witch of the West.” I enjoyed most of the novel, but there were two specific parts that I did not particularly care for (the first 30ish pages and one section in the middle).
So, you’re probably wondering why 3 stars if I did in fact, enjoy most of the novel. Well, here’s why – as much credit as I give Maguire for utterly flipping Oz on its head, I thought the novel was too politically charged. I did admire his imagination creating an entirely new world, from a world most the world has grown to love, but in some respects, I just thought I could’ve gone without the notion of tyranny or the history of different colonies and towns that formed Oz. I also found the language to be over the top, IN MANY INSTANCES. One rule in writing, if you only follow one rule, make sure the language is readable by any audience. We get it Maguire, you have stellar vocabulary, but you don’t have to try and show off for 400+ pages.
One last thought, without ruining anything – I absolutely hated the ending and I do not plan on continuing the series.